Cause of Distruction

You say you're not mad,
But you're eyes look so sad. . .
Why don't I believe you?
Why can't I trust what you say to be true?
You say it's not worth being down about,
But this is the result of my route.
These faults are mine.
And I worry it will never be fine.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

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